heart is rusting

It was so cold I only had one layer of my work clothes distributed to me by S.L.I.M , I can remember my socks being soaked from sneaking around in the rain..

Eventually I found shelter in this dry ally somewhere indowntown broadway, it seemed safe and warm enough to atleast be able to shut my eyes and try to sleep for an hour or two before they can find me. My time was running out, I only had 3 power bars left until I’d have to kill someone for more time here on this planet. For some reason I feel as though I should not eat them and have it so some lucky guy can find me and use the power bars for his life..